Anlan's world is not peaceful.

The entire Anlan world fell into turmoil due to the moody performance of Emperor Cavil.

Recently, he has been getting angry more and more often.

People gradually remembered that faded memory, and some even dug out old portraits and looked at the unhandsome face to evoke the frightening scenes deep in their memories to remind themselves never to do this again.

Emperor Cavil was offended. Although his current appearance was completely different from before. His face was full of fat, but not only did he not have the majesty of the emperor, but he was somewhat charitable.

Prior to this, the most common descriptions of Cavell in private were mostly called a snake hibernating endlessly, a cat with its teeth removed, and a fat man who ate and waited to die.

Now, the same image and style have suddenly changed, and he is called a dormant python and a god of war wearing armor.

Referring to fat as armor is enough to show the depth of people's fear of Emperor Cavil.

Luomen Hall is the residence of the Luomen family and the residence of the emperor.

Cavill Luomen, who was in a high position, slumped in his chair.

He has blond broken hair, a round face with lots of fat, a double chin, and a sad beard that has not been repaired for a long time, and there are traces of dried oil stains on his mouth.

His mood did not look friendly, with a dull expression on his face and chewing food in his mouth.

Below him was Yaheng Jibber, a member of the fourth-level Jibo family who was sent to offer food. He was lying on the ground tremblingly.

"The food has become less."

Cavill rubbed his belly, which was as round as a ten-month pregnancy, and sighed.

"Yes, Emperor." The attendant on the side stepped forward and said.

Charles, this is an old man who has served Cavell for a long time.

In the history of Anlan's world records, his figure appeared tens of thousands of years ago.

Although he is an old man, there is no trace of old age on his cheeks. Instead, he looks like a person who is only thirty years old and still full of vitality.

Charles, who was familiar with Cavell, responded the moment Cavell spoke.

"According to the emperor's appetite, these foods can only meet less than 50% of the needs."

Cavill unhygienicly scratched his itchy chest with his fat, oil-stained hands, and then asked Charles: "Is it possible that there is an invasion from an external dimension?"

"There was no invasion," Charles whispered back.

"That's...what happened in Anlan's world recently?"

"It can be attributed to two points." Charles summarized and replied, "The first point is the class war signed by the emperor."

"Is this happening?"

Cavell's initially honest-looking face was filled with confusion.

He seemed unable to remember the incident.

Soon, he gave up on thinking about it.

"It's just a class war, so the impact won't be that big. But since you said that, it shouldn't be wrong. Let's talk about which families they are." Cavell said.

"The battle between the Luo family, a second-class family, and the Augsig family, a third-class family." Charles replied, "It is natural that the influence will be great, especially the existence of the Augsig family, which has given you the great emperor

They brought a lot of food, and the existence of one of their families is worth all the families of the third estate."

"I remembered." Cavill suddenly patted his head, which was not very bright. "That is a family that has climbed to the third level in a short period of time based on its population. What a pity... since you put it like that.

, that must mean that the Augsig family has been defeated."

"Yes, the Ogusge family self-expelled themselves, and the supply from the Ogusge family has been reduced. In addition, the Luo family seems to have problems as well."

"Problem? Being disabled?" Cavill's voice didn't sound reliable, but he wasn't overly concerned either.

"I don't know, but the Luo clan has not carried out plane conquests recently." Charles explained.

Cavill didn't care, he just asked: "What about the second point?"

"The Emperor may ask Yaheng Ji Bo about this. After all, he has been here for a long time."

Charles dodged the question.

This is not a servant's way of answering. In respect, it is almost a way of answering between friends.

"Then... tell me."

Cavill finally turned his attention to Ya Heng Ji Bo.

Yaheng breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly answered the question, "Recently, Luo Lei, the holy magic costumer of the Luo clan, used magic costumes to purchase ingredients for sacrifices."

"Why?" Cavell asked curiously, "Is it possible that his food intake has also increased?"

It seemed like a stupid answer, but suddenly the space was covered with a layer of red color.

"He doesn't know that he is robbing the emperor of food!"

Anger is red.

After Cavill showed his angry face, the space also fell into a state of anger.

The earth trembled, and space trembled.

"Emperor, you need to calm down." Charles reminded.

This made Calvi suppress his anger.

"I'm hungry." Calvi responded with words.

"Luo Lei, after all, is a rare talent in Anlan's world. You can't kill him just because of this matter." Charles shook his head.

Calvi withdrew his hand that penetrated the space.

"If you had said something later, I would have killed him." Cavill narrated calmly.

Yaheng Jib fell completely to the ground.

The Cavell in front of him is a moody monarch, and his anger is fatal.

No one knows whether this deadly flame will come unintentionally.

"You go down." Charles said.

Ya Heng was stunned for a moment. When he realized that he was referring to him, he looked at Cavill with some suspicion.

"I told you to get lost. Didn't you hear me? Or do you want to be my food?" Cavill scolded.

Yaheng jumped out in a hurry.

"The abnormal behavior of the Luo clan seems to originate from a dragon." Charles continued.

"Then cook him?"

Cavill has always been vocal about food.

"That's a silver dragon, it's not easy to cook." Charles shook his head.

"Damn silver dragon..." Cavill's anger deepened and he showed a hoarse and stern attitude.

But this anger only lasted for a while, and then he returned to his original honest face.

"But since it's not easy to cook, then forget it."

"The food problem must be solved. We can't leave the Emperor without enough to eat. That would be outrageous. Let's call the silver dragon in for questioning." Charles gave his idea.

“For our food..”

Cavill said something strange.

Not me, but us.
Chapter completed!